What Jack really meant was: "I've got pictures of your juicy hog, Hogg."
As horrifying as this is, it still isn't as bed-wetting scary as the creature itself in the flesh. You just know he smells of rotting flesh.
Vatican. Pope's reception hall.
What Jack really meant was: "I've got pictures of your juicy hog, Hogg."
As horrifying as this is, it still isn't as bed-wetting scary as the creature itself in the flesh. You just know he smells of rotting flesh.
Vatican. Pope's reception hall.